Suddenly, the fat dragon shouted, "No, Mo Batian, after you beat me, then I will soon be able to advance." So, they are not wrong, after you beat someone else, you can really make people advance. ”

When Mo Huasong heard Feilong say this, he was also angry: "So, the enemy I fought before has also been promoted very powerfully?"

"Yes, if you don't kill or cripple you, you'll be able to advance very quickly. Do you remember that Lu Yunyi? It's amazing, and I don't know where she is now, I miss her so much. ”

Speaking of Lu Yunyi, Feilong's saliva flowed out.

"Ahem, ahem. Jia Yasha coughed deliberately while glaring at the fat dragon angrily.

Seeing that Jia Yasha was angry, the fat dragon hurriedly explained: "Don't be angry, what I said was to kill her, not that kind of thought." Lu Yunyi is the enemy of the tyrant, I want to help him. ”

"Okay, tomorrow we'll go outside to practice, this time, let's keep a low profile and get out of here quickly, otherwise there will be a lot of people looking for me." Mo Huasong said worriedly.

The fat dragon salivated and said, "Hehehe, Brother Decepticon, you give me a slap and let me also advance." ”

"I said don't you want to be abused, okay?" Mo Huasong glanced at Feilong angrily.

"No, I really want you to hit me. The fat dragon smiled very slutfully, saliva flowed out, and there was still eye feces in his eyes that had not been wiped clean.

Mo Huasong didn't say much, and directly kicked towards the fat dragon with all his might.

"Boom. "The fat dragon was kicked out by Mo Huasong, far, far away, and it was impossible to see where he fell.

Jia Yasha shouted angrily, "Mo Batian, why are you fighting the fat dragon like this? He will die." ”

"Go find him, but I'm sure he's not going to die. Tell him that we'll go out tomorrow, and as for when we'll go out, I'll message him when I get there. After speaking, Mo Huasong walked towards the intermediate cultivation room.

He's leaving tomorrow, so he's going to have to go to the cultivation room to practice hard today.

Jia Yasha hurriedly flew in the direction where the fat dragon disappeared, if something happened to the fat dragon, she must find Mo Batian desperately.

Mo Huasong came to the door of the intermediate cultivation room, where the staff member was sitting with joy on his face.

Mo Huasong glanced at the other party and found that he had really advanced.

Mo Huasong took out the school number plate and said to the staff: "Teacher, I'm going to go in to practice." ”

In the past, the staff personally arranged the room for Mo Huasong, so this time he also asked the other party to help.

Unexpectedly, the staff seemed to be a little cow now, and he glanced at him and said, "You are just Jindan period, what are you doing here?"

"I'm Mo Batian. Mo Huasong saw that the other party didn't help him brush the number plate, so he had to brush it himself.

After brushing the school number plate, Mo Huasong was about to choose a room by himself when the staff glanced at the machine.

This look surprised the staff: "You, you are Mo Batian? No, you don't look like you." ”

At this time, the staff found out that this man was a bit like Mo Batian, but at most five images.

Mo Huasong whispered: "Teacher, don't let others know that I'm here, otherwise there will be trouble." ”

The staff nodded hurriedly, and now he understood, Mo Batian had changed his face.

But no matter how easy it is, this school license plate is not fake.

Because the school number plate was dripped in it with its own blood at that time, the school number plate was tied to the students.

Unless Mo Batian is dead, this student number will be issued to others by Hongling Academy, otherwise others will not be able to use this student number plate.

Will Mo Batian die? What kind of international joke, if he dies, Mo Batian will not die?

The staff understands what Mo Batian is doing now, because Mo Batian is too good, many people want to find him, and it is not possible for him not to hide.

Seeing this, the staff whispered with a charming face: "Senior Brother Batian, don't worry, I won't tell others that you are here." I've already picked the best cultivation room for you, so go in quickly. Otherwise, those people will come looking for you again. ”

Mo Batian is really powerful, that day he just beat himself out, and then two days later, he improved his strength by one level, and he was happy when he thought about it.

If it weren't for the fact that he had just improved his strength, he really wanted to ask Mo Batian to send him out again.

Mo Huasong entered it and began to practice his martial arts.

Because he was leaving tomorrow, Mo Huasong was desperately cultivating.

The aura seemed to be unwanted, surging towards Mo Huasong's body, making his strength continue to improve.

And Mo Huasong took another seven-pin pill, and his strength increased a lot.

However, he is still the seventh turn Jindan, and it is estimated that he will have to go out to practice before he has a chance to be promoted to the eighth turn.

If he is Yuanying's strength at that time, it will be different.

But it should be soon, he has resources, it's just a matter of time.

Mo Huasong felt that he was a little messy, and some time ago, everyone asked him to repair the spiritual weapons and magic weapons.

Now that he is beating them again, how can he have so much time? He still has to do his own thing.

A day passed, and Mo Huasong's strength entered the peak of the seven-turn Jindan.

Mo Huasong's cultivation was very miserable for Hongling Academy, and it consumed a lot of resources.

Therefore, Mo Huasong was also a little guilty, thinking about making up for Hongling Academy.

Otherwise, it would be a great loss for the academy to pay so much aura.

Mo Huasong went outside, and the staff member ran over with a flattering face. "Senior Brother Batian, are you hungry? I've got something to eat for you. ”

Mo Huasong originally wanted to go to the canteen to eat, but he was afraid of meeting other students, so he thought about it and said, "Okay, you give me the food, and I'll go back to my residence to eat now." ”

When you go back to your residence to eat, you can let Yi'er eat a little.

"Senior Brother Batian, I suggest you don't go back to your residence, there are many people staring at you. The staff reminded Mo Huasong.

"Why?" Mo Huasong was puzzled.

The staff said, "Didn't you beat more than 100 teachers at your residence that day?"

"yes, they're injured and didn't make the cut, so they won't come to me again. Mo Huasong said with a smile.

"No, most of them have been promoted, and those who haven't made the cut are about to advance. The staff looked at Mo Huasong with starry eyes.

Mo Batian is too powerful, just beating those people can make them promoted, and there are already teachers who have been promoted to Tianxian, and the news has spread again in Hongling Academy.

Facts have been proved again and again that Mo Batian is powerful, and only with him, everyone can improve their strength so quickly.